Read Psalm 103:15-17
15 Our days on earth are like grass;
like wildflowers,we bloom and die.
16 The wind blows,and we are gone-
as though we had never been here.
17 But the love of the LORD remains forever
with those who fear him.
His salvation extends to the children’s children (NLT)
It is sobering to realise that not only one day we will die,but at some time in the future we will not even be remembered or known. Unless,of course,we are destined to some sort of headline-making fame. As this passage reminds us,we are born,we live,we die. We may colour and bless our world like wildflowers,but even the most wonderful wildflowers eventually wither away. Our nearest family members may fondly remember us but they too will die and with them the memories.
What saves this from rather glum despondency is three things. One is that we dare not dismiss the significance of others’ memories of us. Even if memories eventually fade,those memories mean something for as long as they last. Another point is that the good we do during our allotted life span can contain much good that lives beyond us. Who knows what blessing we have brought to future generations by seemingly unimportant acts or words or prayers. We live on even if our names and details are forgotten.
But above all,as the Psalmist reminds us,the God who loves us always remembers us. We live,we die. Memories flare and fade. But the everlasting love of God is constant and it is this love that assures us of everlasting life. Wildflowers will bloom again. We are not consigned to the slipstream of history.